04 | Mysterious Women

04 | M Y S T E R I O U S

W O M E N

***

    

Damien's cell phone vibrates in his pants pocket. He stops his sports car on the curb and sees who is calling him.

    Yep, vampires also use cell phones, not with telepathic thoughts or anything like that. That is way too old-fashioned. After all, only certain vampires have mind control powers. In his case, there is only one vampire who can do that.

    "Shit!" Damien shouted, which he accidentally said, causing Michelle to turn her head at him.

    "Who is that?" asked the girl who a few seconds ago was about to fall asleep in the chair she was sitting on.

    "Nobody, just an attention-seeking bitch." Damien replied, then rejecting the call and turning off his cellphone. "Looks like we will go home earlier than I thought. Tomorrow I will take you out again. Suddenly there is something I have to take care of."

    Michelle just nodded, maybe she was too tired to endure embarrassment when showing herself wearing only underwear in front of Damien a few times earlier because almost all the underwear she bought for some reason had to be shown to Damien first by the woman who accompanied her to find underwear, even though Damien said there was no need to ask his opinion.

    But Damien enjoyed the sight, of course. Her body is impossible for anyone to refuse.

    Alright, let's go over how Michelle looks from the head for a second.

    You could say, Michelle is fitting if she is being praised as the symbol of beauty standards by Korean women. Her face has all the features that beauty standards in that Asian country are looking for. Michelle has large eyes with double eyelids, a tall-thin nose bridge, a small face with a v-shaped jaw, pale porcelain doll-like skin, plump lips, and straight eyebrows.

    Although she was only about one hundred and sixty-seven centimeters tall and weighed about forty-five kilograms, Michelle had beautiful curves. Especially in the chest and hips.

    Also, the innocent face and the shy expression she showed when she put on her underwear in front of him, was something that made Damien almost ignore that Michelle was his own younger sister.

    Damien's car has arrived at the yard of the house. His gaze turned on a Ferrari car parked not far from the entrance.

    "Whose car is that?" asked Michelle, who had just woken up from her sleep.

    Damien did not answer and immediately got down and stepped into the entrance without waiting for Michelle first. Michelle tried to follow his steps and stopped when she saw his hardened expression as he glared at a female vampire sitting on the sofa in her living room.

    Damien's hand that was gripping his sword was grasping tighter. The veins on his neck gradually began to show up while the woman dressed all in elegance just sat there sipping the fresh blood from her glass. Slowly and very gracefully, the woman put her blood glass back on the table, and a second later, she was right behind Damien.

    Her hands were wrapped around Damien's stomach from behind, and the woman leaned her head on Damien's back and hugged him tightly. "Long time no see, honey, I miss you so much. Who is this girl? Your new cattle? Since when have you been interested in raising livestock? I mean—"

    Damien quickly took out his sword from its sheath and put it on the female vampire's hand who was coiled around his stomach. "Shut your fuck up or I'll kill you right now!"

    The woman could guess Michelle's identity with just one look, even though the smell of her blood had been disguised by a special liquid sprayed on her body.

    Of course, with a small scratch from the sword Damien was holding, he could kill anyone. But a second later, Damien's body suddenly twitched. He gave a violent scream with a face full of pain. Michelle, who did not know what to do, could not help but froze where she stood. “Kheukkkk!~ ... “

    Damien continued to squeal in pain until he fell to his knees. The vampire woman walked around her body and stopped right in front of Damien. The woman put her hands on Damien's hair who was still kneeling in pain. "You will not be able to fight me! I am the one who gave you this eternal life! You will never have the strength to disobey my orders at all!" The woman grabbed his hair lightly before pulling it until his face was embedded in the squeezed area between her thighs.

    "Ooohhhhh, yeah. Like that, go on, honey. Ahhhh ~ ..." The woman sighed with lust as if declaring the apparent pleasure she had just gotten from Damien, while Damien was still trying to endure the pain that was killing him more and more from the inside.

    If Michelle had not seen the whole thing from the start, she would have thought Damien was giving that woman lustful satisfaction. But Michelle knows that Damien is being controlled right now by a female vampire who seems to have the power to control her target.

    Without realizing it, Ginny was already behind Michelle, "Come with me, leave them alone." said Ginny as she pulled Michelle's arm away from Damien and the vampire woman.

    On the way to her room, Michelle really could not say a word. Ginny locked the door from the outside after Michelle entered and left her alone in the room. Without realizing it, a drop of tears escaped her eyelids.

    The girl did not know how she felt right now.

    What happened?

    Why would that woman claim to have given Damien eternal life?

    Who is that woman?

    A thousand questions ran through her head, and all Michelle could do was cry without knowing anything about what had just happened.

    And it made the girl very frustrated because she wanted to help Damien, but she did not know what was happening right now. Michelle felt helpless. She continued to cry in her room, worrying about Damien.

    In her little heart, she hoped that Damien was all right.